Chapter 3: Pretending to me will get hurt ()

Because of Chen Feng's appearance, the game, which had already lost its flavor, seemed to have begun to strongly attract the appetite of every audience in an instant.

The few words Chen Feng said to Harrell were just to continue to add fuel to the burning fire.

When Chen Feng shouted on the sidelines that he didn't want to lose $100, he had become a thorn in the eyes of Brooklyn fans and players.

It was a kind of naked contempt, and no one dared to provoke such a person from Brooklyn, whether in the past or now.

Including those guys on Queen Street, although both sides have always been very upset with each other, at least respect will be left to others, and they will not be as rude as this guy.

For this contempt and provocation, the Brooklyn people have always taken a direct counterattack.

They will trample you hard under your feet and crush you hard, and finally there is no residue left.

There have been no such tiger men before who dared to despise Brooklyn's reputation, but few of them had good endings, and most of them lost even the scum.

Now this big man seems to have a plan to twist his Brooklyn tiger beard, so most people are waiting to see his miserable end.

Harrel didn't know what others thought. Anyway, he didn't plan to let the bald man in front of him have any good life.

Not familiar with it? Haven't heard of it? The defeated general under his command is simply a slap in the face, leaving no way out.

Chen Feng? As that guy said, this is a very difficult Asian name for Harriel. Not only is it difficult to pronounce, but the sharp bald eyes really make Harriel very uncomfortable.

Harriel now has one idea, and in the next less than nine minutes, he must make the other party unforgettable for his life.

Both are insiders, Harriel is not afraid of two people not having a chance to compete. As long as they meet, he will let the other party remember his name forever.

Anyone who has been famous in And1 always pays a little price to provoke a good player.

The grudges arising from the streets have always been easy to resolve. Whoever stands in the end will be the rightful party.

Whoever wins the game in nine minutes is the winner? Is it useful to be able to talk to others?

"Hot Sauce" didn't know how his partner would deal with the big man, but after the game started again, the new guy named Williams, had already dribbled the ball to approach him.

Although he had never fought with this black boy, seeing that the other party was about 1.8 meters tall and not very strong, Chap was confident of entangling the other party.

On the streets, not many people are real defensive experts, and most people prefer to focus on how to pass the other party or how to play new extraordinary moves.

This is how the streets advocate freedom, perform, and show off their personality. Even those who are humiliated recognize this fact.

If you always make a regular layup when you are fine, or keep that kind of plain mid-range shot, you will never make your name on the street.

Sometimes, only those improvised performances can be enjoyable on the streets, and defense is optional.

Chapin's defensive skills are not strong enough, especially because his speed is a bit slow, but he knows how to block the opponent's route. The showdown between point guards is more about disturbing the opponent.

Just like Chap tortured the defender who had already ended in the previous game, he was always using his flexible hands to disrupt the opponent's rhythm of possession of the ball, forcing the opponent to make mistakes.

Now he also has to use this method to curb Williams. Anyway, there is not much time left in the game, and spending an extra second will be good news for Brooklyn.

If you can make a beautiful steal, it may detonate the stands again. Chapin doesn't think the black boy who has been squatting on the bench has any ability.

Chapin was waiting one step outside the three-point line, and he wanted to stick it on after the other party entered the area and disrupt his rhythm.

But what happened the next second made Chap stunned by this top expert who had been on the street for three years, because the black boy didn't continue to advance at all. As soon as he stepped over halfway, he raised his hand and threw the basketball out, as if a novice who could not play basketball was getting a three-pointer.

Moreover, the distance between the three-pointers is really a bit far. But, that black boy, he has just crossed the half! No matter how you look at it, it is a very unreliable attack.

But that black boy seemed to have planned to do this from the beginning, otherwise he would not have thrown it so decisively. The basketball in his hands was like a hot potato.

"Born! What's going on!" It may not be Chap for himself that he was making such a marvel.

Seeing people like Williams who are purely amateur, they all opened their mouths and looked shocked.

At this moment, most of the more than 2,000 people standing in the stands had subconsciously thought that the guys in Queens were really having a nerve short circuit.

They not only sent out a bald madman, but also used a standard basketball idiot.

Damn it! Even if Reggie Miller comes to play, he wouldn't dare to shoot so casually just after halftime! Besides, that guy named Williams has never even done a warm-up!

The posture of his throwing the basketball out seemed very amateur no matter how he looked, but the arc was indeed very high.

But most people are a little bit cursing when they see his performance. When the bald man came up, many people wanted to see if there is still a possibility of a turnaround in the game.

But that black guy suddenly made such a move. You really think that you are God! You can score with just a three-pointer!

I'm afraid no one can block him like a prophet.

So when Williams threw the basketball out, everyone was a little stunned, including the players from Brooklyn.

By the time he realized, the basketball had already flew to the basket. Although it didn't seem to be able to score directly, Chap subconsciously turned around and just took a look at who could get the rebound.

As long as he is a man of a normal mind, he would not think that the boy can score by throwing it at all.

If his own guy got the rebound, Chap wouldn't mind running wildly at this time and have a beautiful fast break.

But when Chap looked back and watched, he saw that the old friend Harrell was not the rebound successfully, but the back that jumped into the air under the setting sun in the afternoon.

The basketball didn't hit the rebound because a pair of powerful hands had captured it in mid-air.

It was a pair of hands that were big enough to completely control the basketball, so that it could not fall down according to the rules of gravity.

Since the day he entered And1, Harriel has been performing various difficult slam dunks on the basketball court with his spring-like legs.

It can be said that Harriel won the job contract for And1 by relying on his bounce ability. Although he is only two meters and three in height, his vertical jump height is no less than any well-known deductor.

Otherwise, he would not have been the main power forward in the And1 Tour Team with such a height, and it is even more impossible for him to get a double-double on average in every game.

But at this moment, Harrell began to doubt himself, wondering whether his legs still had the powerful ability to jump.

He and the bald man jumped almost at the same time, and he was closer to the basketball landing point than the other party.

But reality seriously thwarted Harriel's confidence. The bald man with a tendon was not able to relied on his strong body to get stuck.

But his hands grabbed the basketball one step earlier than Harrell, which was a confrontation that decided the victory or defeat with purely jumping power.

"He jumped taller than me?" Although when the other party walked over, Harrell knew that his height was indeed a few centimeters shorter than the other party.

But this is not the first time Harrier has defeated an opponent who is taller than him on the court. Even if the bald man in front of him is very strong, Harrier is confident that he can handle him in the confrontation.

Especially this kind of confrontation is purely a fight for jumping power, and strong muscles do not have any advantage.

But at this moment, Harriel realized that the bald hands were really big, and his arms were obviously growing a piece than him. What was even more fatal was that the guy's bounce ability was even stronger than himself!

This is not the end. After Harrier failed to compete for the bounce, he subconsciously wanted to use his fingertips to drive away the basketball in the other party's hand.

He hopes that such interference can make the basketball fly out of the bottom line or cause the opponent to lose his hand.

The two people flying in the air had no focus at all, but the moment Harrier's fingertips touched the basketball, he obviously felt his body being pushed back in the air.

Power, absolute power, Harriel's hand was always pressed on the basketball, but he had no way to dial the ball out now, and the worst thing was that he was pushed back by the opponent.

All this happened in a flash. When the fierce force pressed the basketball to break through Harrell's blockade, Harrell could even feel that his fingertips were rubbing hurt by the basketball.

He could no longer control his body's balance and was knocked out of the air in a very embarrassed manner.

"Bang!" When the basketball was stuffed into the basket with those hands, even the sound seemed so violent.

The baskets in Rock Park are rarely hung on the net. This purest and most primitive iron basket has always been the symbol of this place, but at this moment, the basket is violently pulling and groaning.

The entire basketball stand was also trembling and shaking. The power of those big hands ignited everyone's nerves, and everyone watched all this happen in front of them in amazement.

The moment the big man named Chen Feng flew into the air, it was like a B-52 heavy bomber full of ammunition, hovering over the basket and roaring until he dropped the bomb that destroyed everything.

"I saw the fuck, was it that I was dazzled or was I dreaming? That guy actually had an air relay across the half!"

Jerry's exclamation beside him was already subtle, because the more than 2,000 people present expressed their emotions almost at the same time with inhalation and amazement.

Only the perpetrator seemed to have no feelings for all this. He didn't even care about the surprise cry. He just looked at Harriel who was knocked to the ground with a strange smile on his face.

"I've said it just now. I'm afraid you will regret appearing here. Remember one thing, don't pretend to me, you will be hurt. This is just the beginning. I hope you still have the courage to survive until the end of the game."

Maybe Harriel is a little regretful at this moment. Why did he insist on teasing such a guy who looks very generous just now? Maybe he is not used to that guy's arrogant appearance, or his very calm attitude.

It seems that from the beginning, the guy never cared about who his opponent was. He pretended to be a watering can and cursed people, but he was just spitting on his teammates and was actually behind the score.

As for the victory or defeat, as he said himself, he didn't want to lose that hundred dollars.

The back and his stuffy chest were slapped flat on the concrete floor and his stuffy chest told Harrell that the animal in front of him had turned into a frightening beast.

The unreasonable air relay just now cast a shadow on his heart.
Chapter completed!